We met again, at the lake, I told you how
I'd like to point at the sky, every night, near the farm,
For my whole life.
The spacesuit fits me.
And then you took me for a swim down in the dark.
I would like to have a god, deep down with me, to keep me sane, because I can't, myself
I need some help. Na na na.
It will kill us both, the modern life, because it's surgery.
But at the grave, the children's songs, they weren't wrong, they weren't wrong when you can't explain.
Where it all goes. Ha! ha! ha! ha!
There's something in the air, I'll grab whatever hand.